This is the first post in a new series I will be doing every Wednesday. ln celebration of “Wayback Wednesday” I will post about a special memory in my lifetime. For my first post, I wanted to post about something very special. My memories on first becoming a mother……
I was fairly young when I first became a mom, only 19. I had been married for just a little over six months.
It doesn’t always come easy. For years I felt that who I am and who I am supposed to be aren’t the same. I always wanted more out of life. I wanted to BE more, DO more, HAVE more…..I wanted to LIVE…. to feel that rush of Life’s energy pulsing through me. I didn’t want to “go through the motions” of life everyday, but experience life as it should be. I wanted to do things I had never done before, go places, see things. I wanted to be remembered, I wanted to feel as if when my time on earth was over, there would be no regrets. No “if only’s” or “should haves”.
My journey to self-discovery began shortly after my youngest daughters birth. She was 4 weeks old when I went in for a routine gall bladder surgery. Very simple surgery, I would be able to leave that same day. However, as we soon discovered, there was nothing routine about it. Continue reading
My youngest two children both became very attached to their blankets as babies. Their blankets came everywhere with us. We didn’t dare try to go anywhere without them. Their Blankets had Magical Powers. They could stop tears in 2.0 seconds flat. If something upset one of them, all we had to do was call on the mysterious power of the “Blankie” and suddenly everything was all better. No more tears, no tantrum, just peace. But the BEST power from the Blanket came at night…..When bedtime came around, it was a simple matter of laying them down, saying “night, night”, giving them their blankets, and leaving the room……
Oh, How I Miss Those Days!!